Chapter 6

I was sure I had been there before. The narrow corridor with its unfinished walls, carved only in brick, was no stranger to me. I continued down it towards the dim, yellowish light that hung slightly in front of me. I stopped before reaching the door and observed what was going on inside the room, which I now recognized as a kitchen. A young woman and a man with a frowning face were at the table talking. I couldn't see the woman's face because she had her back to me, but her hunched posture and the slight trembling of her shoulders indicated that she wasn't very comfortable with the man. She seemed to be afraid of something.

Suddenly the man stood up and abruptly pushed the chair over, causing it to fall to the floor with a thud:

- I've had enough of your whining! I'll come in whenever I want because I'm the man of this house and I'm in charge of you. And right now I order you to shut your fucking mouth! - The man approached the woman with hatred in his eyes.

- You can't keep spending